Story of a Girl (3)

This is the story of a girl who cried a river and drowned the whole world and while she looked so sad in photographs I absolutely love her when she smiles.

-Nine Days, Story of a Girl

I have been having seizures since I was a baby. Lately, after a lot of hospital visits and surgeries, the seizures have become less deadly and have come less often as well. It is a genetic issue because my dad used to have frequent seizures as well. At first, my mom did not know to do about them, and my dad did not realize I had them until he was yelling at me one day for getting into something. After a few years, I started having regular doctor visits to find out what triggered my seizures. Turns out that just about anything would trigger my seizures.

The worst part about having seizures was having them during class and blacking out. My friends were always helpful and concerned, but I never liked having the medical issues in the first place. Sometimes I would ask one of my friends to go with me to an appointment and they would always try their hardest to be able to go. We always made them fun. Even if we had been fighting, she always looked past that to be there for me. Now, I'm nineteen years old, pregnant, and I just got married about a week ago. I haven't had a seizure in a few years, but I don't want to have one while I'm pregnant either. I haven't seen very many of my friends since high school, and the ones I have seen I don't see very often. They are always so busy, but then again I am too.

I moved out of my moms house recently and in with my now husband. Before I got pregnant, my mom and I were always fighting. My parents had decided to split up, and I did not want to live with my dad so my little brother and I stayed with mom and our older brother moved in with a friend of his. I didn't like how my father treated any of us and I didn't want to marry anyone like my father either. I think my husband (yes, he is my child's biological father as well) is going to treat both me and our child right. I just hope that our child doesn't have the medical issues I have had to live with

My baby shower is April 9th and I am so excited to start my life with my husband and our child. I used to think that things would never start looking up for me, but lately, I'm starting to think otherwise. Even if our child has medical issues, we are still going to love our baby the same. Nothing is going to keep me from loving and appreciating the child that I have growing inside me. My life is getting better and I am happy.

***Disclaimer: (Please seeprevious blog) This is a true story of someone I know. I write in first person so people can feel the impact of what I'm writing a little better***

Transsexual Beauty Pageant Contestant

Miss Universe is a beauty pageant ran by Donald Trump and aired on NBC. It is a pageant that has been going on since 1952 when it started as a small "bathing beauty" competition. According to the corporate information, "the Miss Universe Organization is committed to increasing HIV/AIDS awareness and increasing awareness of breast and ovarian cancers.....The titleholders of the Miss Universe Organization personify the combination of beauty and intelligence that defines the 21st Century." In other words, this pageant is more than just a beauty pageant. It is a way for women to support other women all around the world.

As with all beauty pageants, there are many rules contestants and sponsors have to be aware of for the Miss Universe competition. One of which is that each contestant must be a natural born female. Miss Universe Canada contestant, Jenna Talackova is twenty three years old. She was born a boy, but states that she has known she was a girl since the age of four. She has competed in quite a few beauty pageants in the past, both for women and transsexuals. She was disqualified for "lying on her application" by stating that she was female. The news was broadcasted everywhere including ABC. Since her diqualification, there has been an online petition circulating the internet in attempts to get Jenna re-instated into the pageant.

When Jenna was fourteen, she had began hormone therapy and underwent gender reassignment surgery at nineteen. This made her a legal female in the eyes of medical doctors and the law. It did not, however, make her a "natural born female" to pageant officials. Jenna has been living her life as a girl for a very long time now and I don't believe that we need to judge HER for that. I think she should just keep working hard and being the best that she can be even though there are people out there who are tearing her down. As you can see, Jenna is a very beautiful woman who seems to have very strong morals. Her parents also must be strong people because they would have had to sign and allow for her to go through hormone therapy. With your parents, friends, and quite a few supporters looking after and supporting you for who you are, you are already a winner. I know she feels as if she has been discriminated against, but I hope she realizes that this won't be the last time either. Unfortunately society can be cruel, but you have to be strong and not let it get to you.

Let me know what you all think about this. I would love to hear any comments about the whole thing. I know some people who think highly about this subject already and others who are completely against it. What do you guys think about a child "knowing" they were born the wrong gender? What do you think about parents who allow their children to go through sex changes? And, what do you think about the pageant disqulifying Jenna?

Story of a Girl (2)

This is the story of a girl who cried a river and drowned the whole world and while she looked so sad in photographs I absolutely love her when she smiles. -Nine Days, Story of a Girl

I have known my husband for quite a few years now. We dated off and on before we decided to get married and everyone still tells me that I am “too young to be married”. I am twenty one and I don't care what everyone else thinks, I am not “too young”. There are so many things in my life that I could tell you about, but I want to stick to a few distinct things for now. I may elaborate on some other things later on. My husband has a little brother who is autistic. Autism, in case you did not know, is a developmental disorder of the brain. My brother in-law if a functional autisic, but he tries to use his autism as an excuse for a lot of things. It gets old quick. When my mother-in-law died, my husband got legal rights of his brother. His brother's dad takes him on the weekends for us, but we are technically his legal guardians. I really don't like it. I did not choose to have a twelve year old living with me, but certain circumstances made it practically inevitable.

I am not usually a quick-tempered person, but after taking care of my brother-in-law for so long, it really gets old. All of his nonsense that is. At work I feel I can vent to my friends, which I did this morning, but sometimes I kind of regret saying anything. One of the girls I work with is always telling me what I need to do when it comes to the situation, but I don't feel like it is her place to tell me what to do. She has an autistic brother too, but the situations themselves are completely different. I just don't think she understands that. I try not to be mean to my brother-in-law, but it is so hard sometimes when he does extremely stupid stuff. For example, he got the mail for us the other day and did not tell either of us. He just set it down in his room. Now our bills are late because I never got the mail. It is really a simple fix, but I just wish he would be a little more considerate. The thing that actually has me the most irked is that he told his counselor that he doesn't think of me as his sister-in-law, but as his “brothers bitchy friend that is always around”. He is twelve! It is so hard for me not to go off on him all the time. Like I said, I didn't ask for this situation. None of us did. I had to drop out of college to raise a child that isn't mine and every day someone has to make me sound like a bad person for one reason or another. I just don't understand it.

***Discalimer: (Please see previous blog) This is a true story of someone I know. I write in first person so people can feel the impact of what I'm writing a little better***

Story of a Girl (1)

This is the story of a girl who cried a river and drowned the whole world and while she looked so sad in photographs I absolutely love her when she smiles. -Nine Days, Story of a Girl

I am only nineteen years old, but with as much as I have gone through in my life I might as well be quite a bit older. When I was little I lived with my mom and didn't have a father. She told me that he left her before she had me. She dated a bit, then met my stepdad. He used to beat her, but they always made up and we had a happy family from what I could see. They even had a little boy together so I have a half-brother. He and I didn't always get along, but I love and miss him. I love and miss all of them.
My mom wasn't the best person in the world. She was into drugs (so was my stepdad) and there were quite a few times that my brother and I were almost taken away, but we always ended up at a relatives house for a while. Even though she wasn't perfect, she was always good to me. I loved my mom. When I was in high school I lost her in a car accident. She was hit by a drink driver and, of course, he lived. My stepdad stayed around long enough to arrange the funeral and sell the house before taking off with my brother to live closer to his side of the family. However, since they hadn't finished all the legal stuff for him to adopt me, there was a huge battle between him and my moms parents. They wouldn't let him take me because, technically, they had legal custody of me and they never really liked him. I lived with my grandparents when he left. My grandma is psycho and has bipolar moments where she would start talking about how horrible of a daughter my mom was and how I was just like her.
It was too much for me to handle so I decided to find my real dad. He is a lawyer with a wife and two daughters. I lived with them for a little less than a year before I decided to try living with my grandparents again. My stepmom was crazy and I didn't really feel like I completely belonged there. I kept wishing my stepdad would have fought harder for me even though I know that there was nothing he could really do.
I ended up getting pregnant, dropping out of high school, and getting married at the courthouse. My son's dad is no longer in the picture though because we just got divorced a few months ago. He was beating me, talking to me like I was worthless, and making me feel as if I deserved it, but I know now that I didn't. Now I am pregnant with a second son and the dad and I have been getting along off and on. Every couple has their differences, and I think this guy could truly be my prince charming. All I wanted when I was little was a family of my own so that's what I'm doing. I'm still living near my grandparents and they are still trying to control my life, but I am going to get out of here soon and raise my little family. I just wish my mom was still around and that my friends weren't too busy with college and all.

Backstory of Blogs to Come

Back in middle school and the beginning of high school, I used to write short stories. I haven't done that in forever now because I got busy doing a million other things in high school, but I have really been missing it. I also used to write poetry and songs, but I never got as into that as I did my short stories. My stories were not just random, out-of-nowhere stories about anything and everything. They were all basically on the same subject so I felt as if I was writing a series of short stories. I never really showed them to anybody before, but I am thinking about using my one "blog about anything" each week to start writing again. If you are curious and want to read them and comment, cool. If not, it's not a big deal, but I would appreciate any comments. Before I start this up again, I want to give you a little background of my stories.
I have already told you all when I started writing my short stories and why I stopped writing them, but I have yet to tell you what they were really about and why I started writing them. Let's start with what my short stories were about... I called the series Story of a Girl. If you have ever heard the song "Story of a Girl" by Nine Days, that would give you more of an understanding of why this is my series title. Here are the lyrics for the song in case you have never heard it. Each story was just a little insight into the life of a girl and how she was feeling. All of the stories were true stories and even though some were about different points in the same girls' life, I tried to stay away from writing too many about any one girl. A couple were about me, some about a couple different friends of mine, and others about girls that I was not really friends with, but that still came up to me with their problems. I never use a real name though. I try to stay away from using any names in the stories, and I try to write in first person as well. ( I always wanted to be a writer so I was always using this website to make my stories more "intimate" as they put it.)
When it comes to asking "why" I wrote these short stories, I guess you could say there is a long story behind it, but I'll try not to bore you with too many details. The song above is the main reason I started writing the stories. It has been one of my favorite songs for a long as I can remember because it has such an emotional concept to it. I can relate to the girl in the song, and I knew some of my friends could too. Not all of the stories are sad, but they are all about someone real. Not every ending is a happy one, but they aren't all bad either. I just like to write about real events that other people can relate to because there was a point in my life that I felt as if no one knew what I was going through and that no one cared. I even used to take quizzes (like this one) to see if I was as self-confident as I tried to make eveyone believe. There are so many people that have helped me and it's made me feel more secure in my own skin.

Celebrities in the News

I'm not one to follow celebrities all the time, but I felt like my blogs were in need of some celebrity news. I couldn't decide at first who I wanted to include in my blog, but I finally decided that I should discuss two different celebrities that I am sure everyone knows. These celebrities are in the process of making a big impact. First, I'm going to tell you about a cancer patient who asked a certain celebrity to prom and how she replied. For the second celebrity, I'm going to tell you what he has decided to do for Joplin seniors.

According to The Daily Caller, "Kevin McGuire of Somerdale, N.J. started a Facebook campaign with his sister to try to get Swift to come to his prom." He has been suffering from lukemia since he was thirteen years old and his sister says that nothing brightens his day more than Taylor Swift. The facebook campaign reached ninety thousand followers. (Can you believe that?) Taylor was sweet enough to reply. She had to decline his request to take her to his senior prom, but she countered his request by asking him to the AMC awards. I do not know any other celebrity that would be that sweet. I had a lot of respect for Taylor Swift before reading about this, but now I have even more respect for her. I'm glad that she does not think she is "too good" or any better than other people just because she is a celebrity. He is such a lucky guy to have his sister care that much about him to help him get Taylor Swift to reply to him. He is even more lucky to have been invited to the AMCs. Way to go Kevin! Here is the facebook page incase you are curious.

The second celebrity is no other than our very own President of the United States. Before you leave my blog automatically, just hear me out. I know there are a lot of harsh feelings towards Barack Obama and that some of those harsh feelings come from my end as well, but he has agreed to do something that I think is awesome for Joplin students. According to foxnews.com, Obama spoke in Joplin a few days after the tornado and promised residents that "your country will be there with you every single step of the way." He atleast seems to be concerned about Joplin's people. And even if he is not the greatest president ever, would it not be awesome to have the President of the United States speak at your high school graduation?

So even though I am not usually the first to get excited over any celebrity news, these two stories caught my attention. I hope that you can take the time to look over both of them as well because I am pretty sure they would interest you too. If not, then I guess I should apologize for boring you (even though you didn't have to read all of this if you didn't want to). Have a great day guys! :)

My Week

Today is March second and I'm attempting to type my two five-hundred word blogs on my phone tonight. I have been working my butt off at my two jobs as well as with trying to keep up with all of my school work. Earlier this week I was attempting to do and post my second paper for the semester and found out that my computer was not working properly. It kept freezing up and kicking both my husband and I instantly out of what we were doing. Sadly enough, the ones with the most trouble were things that we had to get done for school. (most of his assignments with issues were for sociology where as most of mine were for this class...) By the way, this is as far as I can get typing these on my phone.

On Sunday night we took our computer to Office Depot for a PC check-up. They told us to fix the major problems they would have to charge us about two hundred dollars and we couldn't afford that. So they said that most of the smaller issues were cleared up enough to do our homework and all. However, we got home late that evening and I decided to do my homework before I went to bed. I logged onto my computer and went to open my rough drafts to find that they were not there. None of my files were there anymore so I had to re-write my paper and redo a couple of other homework assignments. I was really flustered over the whole ordeal. I did get it done, but it took a lot longer than I expected it to.

That was basically how I spent the entire week aside from going to work which also took a lot of time. Like I said before, I work two jobs and they, along with going to school, are wearing me thin. It's difficult to manage, but I'm doing it. The end of the week was just as crazy as the beginning. I didn't have to deal with stupid people erasing my files, but I did have to work extra late each night. That meant that I had to work even later on my homework so I have been lacking on a LOT of sleep. Thursday night I got home at about 11pm which was after my husband left for his entire guard weekend. I was not aware that he was taking the computer with him though. This meant that I had no way to do my homework.

I also didn't have a vehicle all weekend to get anywhere else to borrow a computer. I was stuck at the house with nothing to do but to clean. I had to e-mail all of my teachers and see how I could make it all up. (Thank goodness I have e-mail on my cell phone.) After all this hassle, we finally got it all figured out so I guess you could say it's all good.